| There’s a big, brown cloud in the city,
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| And the countryside’s a sin.
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| An' the price of life is too high to give up,
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| Gotta come down again.
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| When the world wide war is over and done,
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| And the dream of peace comes true.
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| We’ll all be drinkin' free bubble-ubb,
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| Eatin' that rainbow stew.
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| When they find out how to burn water,
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| And the gasoline car is gone.
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| When an airplane flies without any fuel,
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| And the satellite heats our home.
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| One of these days when the air clears up,
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| And the sun comes shinin' through.
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| We’ll all be drinkin' free bubble-ubb,
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| An' eatin' that rainbow stew.
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| Eatin' rainbow stew in a silver spoon,
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| Underneath that sky of blue.
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| All be drinkin' free bubble-ubb,
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| An' eatin' that rainbow stew.
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| Instrumental break.
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| You don’t have to get high to get happy,
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| Just think about what’s in store.
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| When people start doin' what they oughta be doin',
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| Then they won’t be booin' no more.
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| When a President goes through the White House door,
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| An' does what he says he’ll do.
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| We’ll all be drinkin' free bubble-ubb,
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| Eatin' that rainbow stew.
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| Eatin' rainbow stew in a silver spoon,
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| Underneath that sky of blue.
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| We’ll all be drinkin' that free bubble-ubb,
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| Eatin' some rainbow stew.
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| Eatin' rainbow stew in a silver spoon,
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| Underneath that sky of blue.
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| All be drinkin' that free bubble-ubb,
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| Eatin' rainbow stew. |